I see me floating in a hot air balloon over a frying pan.
There is boiling oil in the pan and almost no wind. My balloon wants to descend into the pan. A big hand flips the oil like a pancake, and oil splatters up and all around me. Drops hit the balloon and put holes in its walls. I start a more rapid descent.
Rain clouds form over head, and it starts to pour. The oil is filled and mixed with water. As I descend into the pan, the oil/water mix is turned into a soothing bath.
Sharks are swimming in the pan with me. A big cage is lowered around me, and I am handed a speargun. I kill the sharks and filet them for food.
The sun returns, and my ballon suddenly fills back with air. I climb back aboard and sail off into the sunset.